The First Thousand and Fifty-One Chapters Can Run, the Monk Can't Run
"Task: pinch Fu Lingshan's hips (completed); reward: a set of meteorite needles."
"Please extract!"
On the screen in the space, the task prompt clearly told himself that a set of meteorite magnetic needles would soon appear in his hand, and he chose to extract it, and the space would soon be filled with brilliant light.
However, being in this white light, this feeling is like the holy light in the legend, which makes people feel calm, and even the exhaustion caused by the muscle tension between them is swept away.
After about three or four minutes, Su Ke opened his eyes, and the faint light illuminated the cabin very dimly, but he could still clearly see the square box in his hand. [
The wooden box is rectangular, about the size of a palm, and about six or seven centimeters high. I don’t know what material it is.
With a click, Su Ke opened the wooden box. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a three-layer design, just like some toolboxes. As soon as the lid of the box is opened, all three layers will appear in front of him.
The base is yellow velvet, and there are twelve needles on each layer. Unlike the needles I used to use, these needles are of different lengths, but they are all ink-colored.
Even at the moment of opening the box, Su Ke could feel as if the seal had been opened, and a flowing breath appeared in the box, condensing and not dispersing in the box, constantly wandering and circulating.
This feeling is amazing. Su Ke even subconsciously put his fingers on these acupuncture needles. Sure enough, when his fingers floated on them, the feeling in his body
"Get in the car!" Nanfeng took Su Ke's arm directly and got in the car directly, and Dao Lang didn't remind Su Ke to fasten his seat belt at all, and went straight away.
Su Ke, who was stumbling around, finally controlled his body: "What's going on? Is Uncle Tian injured?"
"It's very serious, the toxin is spreading all over the body now!" Nan Feng's face was very ugly, gloomy as if he was about to drip water, his eyes were murderous, Su Ke knew that this was definitely not aimed at himself, if it must be aimed at someone Personally, it must be the one who hurt Deng Xiaotian.
"What happened? How could Uncle Tian be injured? Is it unsafe in Yanjing?" Su Ke could hardly imagine that at the feet of the emperor, Gyeonggi was a strong place, and Deng Xiaotian himself was a strong man, not to mention his own strength, just rely on The kind of experience that has been fighting for many years, should not be in such a situation!
"Uncle Tian accompanied the Prime Minister's southern tour, and encountered a killer mercenary hired by an overseas hostile force!" Nanfeng seemed to calm down when he said this, but he just saw that she was rubbing and didn't know where to "touch" ' The Desert Eagle that came out, the murderous aura became even more real.
"Killer? Prime Minister?" Suk was stunned. Isn't this a plot that should appear in the movie? But now it has just appeared in front of me. Someone is going to assassinate the Prime Minister. Even as an ordinary citizen, he will definitely share the same hatred.
"Have you caught the killer?" The expression on Su Ke's face turned cold. Trying to assassinate the prime minister is a national hatred, and hurting Uncle Tian is a family hatred. Thinking of this, Su Ke's heart is full of anger.
"Dead!" Nan Feng said succinctly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said coldly, "But if you can run, the monk can't run away from the temple!"
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